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@for-hiraeth
Yesterday Iran, and today Afghanistan.
Maybe we were never meant to live a life. Maybe we always meant to fight for the life they took from us; to see the blood on the streets and to feel the bullets in our bodies.
Maybe this is the life we are meant to live.
After nearly a month of being cut off, you finally reach the global internet. You speak about the terror you survived—just a fraction of it. And the response you get is being called a “Zionist.”
Go ahead—tell the families of those 36,000 dead to “not be sad.” Tell the people who were blinded to suddenly “see the light of truth.” Tell everyone to stay home and shut up because the Islamic Republic claims it supports Gaza.
You have absolutely no idea what this regime has done. No understanding of the destruction it has brought to Afghanistan, Iraq, Lebanon, Syria, Yemen, and Palestine.
Ninety million people in this country are living in pain and suffering every single day.
And remember kids, when they tell you "real Muslims would not hurt innocent people" oh yes they would.
Ali Karami was a 26 year old auto repair mechanic who was killed by the Islamic regime during the protests/revolution in Iran on January 8.
this is what he requested before his death:
“If I die before my dog, let her see my lifeless body. She understands death, she can mourn me. But if she doesn’t see me, she’ll think I abandoned her.”
i dont believe for a second that these deformed assholes are iranian
I look out my window and see people sitting on their couches, watching tv. Warm, comfortable and safe in a Western country.
I’m reminded again of how kids in Iran, as young as 14, went out into the streets demanding basic human rights and were gruesomely shot and tortured for it.
I feel so sick i’m disgusted with this world.
I hope not only to see a free Iran one day, but also a memorial museum there, honoring all the brave Iranians, many of them young, who gave their lives for freedom . Streets named after them. Statues.
It’s the least we can do for them.
Islamic republic killed 36500 people in 48 hours during protests.
My friend Sama was killed on January 9th during protests against the Islamic Republic.
she was a really kind soul and a good friend for everyone around her.
she loved drawing so i thought i’d share some of her works with you. I want everyone to see how talented she was.
I’m really down.
so tired I can’t even argue anymore.
My tears come easier than words,
and stress lives in my body
like a second heartbeat.
Today, I threw up nothing but water
even my stomach
has learned how to protest.
This isn’t random.
This is what the Islamic regime has done.
Even from far away,
they’ve poisoned the air,
the mind,
the body.
Everything traces back to them.
So why am I here,
watching videos of protesters
young, alive, now killed
crying for people
I never even knew?
Why am I not skiing with friends,
not laughing under the sun
as it glints off the snow?
It's the regime's fault.
It’s bright today.
The snow is alive with light.
And I wish I could bury myself beneath it,
groove myself into the cold,
until somehow
they come back to life
those young, breathing souls
who were never allowed
to finish living.
meet me at the graveyard.
Iranians are protesting to reclaim Iran. The Islamic Republic has cut the internet and phone lines-I've lost all contact with my family and friends. It feels like Bloody Aban again, when people were jailed and killed in silence. I'm scared